Is your salary so high?!

Ye Ping fell down, and the old man's face immediately became extremely gloomy.

The Tianxuan Empire has always been generous to officials and has given a lot of salary. Even in Lin'an, he can live without worries about food and clothing.

But even so, if 100,000 gold is just a salary, even as the Minister of Rites, it is undoubtedly impossible for him to accumulate it for so many years.

But as the Minister of Rites, when did he need to live on his salary, and even how much he has accumulated in his family now has reached a point where he can no longer figure out.

If it weren't for this, the world would change, the spiritual energy would be revived, and after the emergence of the cave, how could he have entered the ranks of cultivators with his old body and even become a fifth-grade monk? These were all obtained through his years of accumulation.

Not only him, no matter what officials from the Ministry of Revenue, the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Works, and other large and small yamen are not like this.

In the past, no one investigated these things in depth, but now Ye Ping mentioned this, that would be troublesome!

Jing'an Shi mentioned that the world's criminal prisons have the right to act cheaply, so it's fine if it doesn't investigate, but if it really investigates, he is afraid that he will be in big trouble.

"Ye Ping, do you really want to break up with my Ministry of Rites?"

After a little silence, Yang Shu looked straight at Ye Ping's eyes, paused word by word, and said slowly.

"Tear the face? Lord Yang is afraid that I have made a mistake. I am the one who is serving the night in Jing'an, and I enforce the law for Tianxuan. How can I tear the face with whom?" Ye Ping shook his head and chuckled when he heard the sound, and said lightly: "As long as Lord Yang, you have explained the source of these money, I will naturally not say a word. What's the point of apologizing to you?"

After a word fell, the venue was silent in an instant, and everyone was silent. The smiles on the faces of the court courtesans of the Jiaofangsi disappeared, while the officials of the Ministry of Rites looked ugly, describing the coldness, and felt a sense of uneasiness in their hearts wandering.

They naturally knew where Yang Shu’s money came from.

But the key is that it is not just Yang Shu, but all the officials in Lin'an City, and even all the officials in the Tianxuan Empire, did this.

Everyone knows it well, but they are tacit.

But now, Ye Ping has poked this layer of window paper.

"Jing'an Department does have the power to enforce the law, but as the Minister of Rites, I am not something you, a little prison minister, can investigate! I want to investigate me, so I asked Shen Mo to ask for the imperial edict!"

After Yang Shu was silent for a long time, he said coldly.

The Minister of Rites and one of the nine ministers of the current dynasty, if it is to investigate and deal with it, it is of great importance. Only the commander of the Jing'an Division like Shen Mo is qualified, and Ye Ping has no power.

"Let's go!"

The next moment, Yang Shu looked around the surrounding officials of the Ministry of Rites and said in a deep voice.

He had seen clearly now that Ye Ping was obviously here to find them bad luck. If he stayed there, God knew what was going to cause trouble!

Rather than this, why bother with him again? It would be better to leave.

"You can go, the money will be settled first!"

Ye Ping also understood that there was no possibility that he wanted to keep Yang Shu, but the other party wanted to leave like this, but it was also a delusion. He raised his hand and said coldly.

"I've gotten it!"

Yang Shu snorted coldly, turned to look at the nanny of Jiaofangsi, and said coldly.

"Yes, Lord Yang has already made up, I will testify for him to this!"

When the madam Jiaofangsi heard the sound, she hurriedly accompanied her to smile and said to Ye Ping.

"Is that so? Then take it out and I'll take it out..." Ye Ping smiled and then said lightly: "It's a serious crime to help others commit perjury. Madam, don't burn yourself with fire!"

After a word fell, the face of the madam Jiaofangsi immediately became as pale as paper, and she looked at Yang Shu not far away with her prayer.

One hundred thousand gold is not a small amount. Although the Jiaofangsi is a gold-selling cave, it is also a delusion to ask her to take out one hundred thousand gold at a time.

"I remembered it wrongly, and it was on the book..." Yang Shu's face was extremely gloomy at this moment. After snorting coldly, he turned to look at a member beside him and said, "Go back and get a silver note of 100,000 gold and send it here!"

"Here."

The attendant hurriedly said yes and hurriedly ran out the door.

"Ye Ping, I've recorded what happened today!"

Yang Shu looked at Ye Ping coldly, paused word by word, and said in a deep voice, the threatening meaning was self-evident.

"Don't worry, Lord Yang, not only you have recorded it, but I have also recorded it! In the near future, I will definitely go to Yang's house to visit..."

Ye Ping raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and said lazily, his attitude was so arrogant that it was beyond remarkable.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites also looked gloomy and felt even more uneasy.

They had a premonition that Lin'an City was afraid that the weather would really change!

This person is really considered a kind of disaster. After he left, Lin'an City finally calmed down for a few days. Now it was just the first night of his return, so he was about to start surgery with the Ministry of Rites. Next, God knows what kind of chaos he will cause!

A little later, the escort rushed back and handed a thick stack of silver notes to Yang Shu.

"A hundred thousand gold is here! Ye Ping, can we leave now?" Yang Shu took the silver note and threw it to the madam, then looked at Ye Ping and said coldly.

"Since you have settled, Lord Yang wants to leave and stay, so you will naturally follow him!" Ye Ping raised his eyebrows and chuckled, then glanced at the officials of the Ministry of Rites and said lightly; "However, before you leave, I have a "Please give to Yang Shu" to Lord Yang!"

When Yang Shu heard the sound, his face darkened and looked extremely ugly. He turned around and was about to leave quickly.

He knew that Ye Ping's poems were very famous and was now in Puliu Lane. Once the poems were spread, then his reputation would really be bad!

Not to mention that the bottom of his butt is not clean, even if it is clean, the yellow mud falls into his crotch. It’s either shit or shit!

"When will the green mountains outside the mountain beside the building, the singing and dancing of the pudding willows stop? The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they make Lin'an Chang'an!"

But before he could take a step forward, the sound of Ye Ping being beaten up from behind him.

It's over!

Ye Ping fell down, and Yang Shu's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water. The steps under his feet staggered, and he fell to the ground, pounding his head and bleeding. His head buzzed. He struggled for two or three times, but he didn't get up from the ground. He actually opened his mouth, vomited blood, and fainted directly.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites following him had a thick swelling red on their cheeks, embarrassing and ashamed, and even more angry!

They understood that as soon as this poem was released, their reputation in Lin'an City would be considered a bad thing!

The Ministry of Rites, where the Ministry of Rites is in charge of etiquette and education, will also become the most intimidating place in Lin'an City, and their officials who respond to the Ministry of Rites will become a shame for Lin'an City!

No, I’m afraid not only Lin'an City, but the entire Tianxuan will be circulated with their notoriety, and they will become the shame of Tianxuan!

All the retribution for refugees and all the crimes about the trough chaos will probably fall on their necks!

By that day, it will be the target of public criticism. It will be stinking and will even make people roll and blood flow!

Others kill people and use knives!

But Ye Ping killed someone, but he used his mouth and poetry!

Every word is like a sword and pen. It not only kills people, but also kills people's hearts, but also makes people feel bad for a hundred years and thousands of years!
Chapter completed!